another punk vs prep story...
part 1
disclaimer: I don't own anything. The character names are from Rick Riordan. The song lyrics mentioned is Everywhere I Go by Hollywood Undead.
Percy knew two things about Annabeth Chase. Firstly, she was the hottest person he'd ever seen. Secondly, she was the most stuck up, know-it-all, stubborn bitch he'd ever met, which was a competitive title to go for in his books considering he was in a rock band that dealt with gothic divas battling out for stage time every gig.
Normally, he had no problems handling her. If she ever got too annoying, he'd throw a crumpled paper ball into her Starbucks cup, which would then force her to heartily leave the room to clean off her clothes. However, he found himself in an unfortunate situation where that wouldn't be a solution, though he still considered it.
Percy's band, Greek Freaks!, needs money. To enter a nation wide competition, they needed $1000 in two weeks. It just so happened Annabeth was organizing a talent competition where the grand prize $500 dollars. Second place got $250, but they were going to win it. They had to win it. Between all of their savings, Percy, Nico, Leo, and Jason could only scrounge up $200, and that was a stretch. They could manage a few gigs or street performances for the rest of the money, he hoped. If all else failed, they could ask their parents, but there was NO way Percy was asking his mom for money. She'd already took basically three full pay checks to buy him a new guitar for his birthday. Money was tight all around.
Well, except when it came to Annabeth. He didn't know what her parents did, but they had to be rich. She clicked around in those heels every morning like the rich daddy's girl he knew she had to be.
Still, he needed her to not hate him for a few days.
Percy wasn't stupid. He couldn't outright ask to be put in the competition. Annabeth needed groups to enter, but she wasn't that desperate yet. So Leo and he devised a plan to make her not hate him. That was all he needed for her to let them pay the $50 dollar entry fee to be in.
From the opposite end of the hall, Leo caught Percy's eye. He nodded, and then the smaller boy began his brisk walk toward Percy. Standing in his path was Annabeth Chase I'm her step ladder, stapling colorful shit onto the bulletin boards. Percy felt the urge to roll his eyes at the goody-two shoes before walking slowly toward her.
Everything was timed perfectly.
The halls were a little crowded, so that helped. Leo pretended to fall as he reached the step ladder. Percy was on Annbeth's opposite side. Leo collided with the ladder, sending it toppling over with Annabeth following, one loud squeal escaping her lips.
Plummeting toward the floor head first, Percy dove forward, caught the girl, and landed harshly on his back against the concrete wall and tile floor with a groan. He saw stars.
His plan had been for him to simply catch her. Leo claimed that was too obvious and cliche and wouldn't work. Thinking back on it, Percy wished he'd fought him harder on that subject.
"Oh my gods," she breathed, chest heaving as her clenched eyes began to open. "Thank-,"
Obviously, she hadn't been expecting Percy Jackson to be the one to catch her.
"I'm pretty sure that normally ends with a you, sweetheart," Percy said instinctively. He sent her a smug grin after to lower the hostility of his words. "To which, I'd say no problem."
"Wouldn't you normally say 'whatever?'" Annabeth's eyes crossed as she imitated a low, dopey voice he assumed she thought was his own.
"What can I say? Feeling especially nice today." Percy shrugged. "Not very often I get to feel you up, huh? Nice ass, by the way." Annabeth scowled, scrambling off him. "Might want to consider wearing more underwear with that skirt tho. You know us boys...always getting ideas."
Maybe Percy wasn't the best at being nice.
"You're an ass," Annabeth huffed, realizing the halls were empty. Percy jumped to his feet laughing. Her cheeks were tinged red, and she refused to look at him as she repositioned the step stool. "I have a fine butt, better boobs, and no interest in you. So thank you, but leave."
Now this got intriguing. Percy slid directly in front of her with the crooked smile he knew got under her skin. "Well now you're just being a little tease. Asses are hyped up these days, but I still appreciate the classics more."
Percy knew he was good looking. He once witnessed ten girls fight each other in attempt to get on stage with him. He was hot. He had a few tattoos, thick messy hair, sea green eyes, and a jaw line that could cut to kill. Not to mention, he was pretty ripped.
Girls were affected by his looks and charm. Sure, half were so stuck up they thought he was beneath them, exhibit A being Annabeth, but the point still stood. It was a pretty good setup he had, he supposed.
Annabeth glared at him with eyes of fire. "Can I help you with something, Jackson? I don't have a lighter if that's what you want."
Percy rolled his eyes. Like he said, she was stuck up. "Nah. Don't smoke, Annie Bell. That's bad for you. You should really know that, you know? Horrible of you to go around suggesting that activity is allowed on school property."
Annabeth let out a frustrated scream and threw her hands against her thighs. Then, she aimed her stapler gun at his forehead. "I will shoot."
Percy raised his hands with a smirk. "Hey, no worries. I'll see you around, Wise Girl. Keep up the squats, too! They're really working for you!"
He walked away with the sound of angry staples being pounded into the wall and a satisfied smile on his lips. In his defense, that went better than most of their interactions. Normally, he wouldn't flirt so openly with her. Even the angry, feisty girls appreciated compliments every once in a while. Percy also thought he once recalled mistaking her for a boy back in freshman year which resulted in Annabeth leaving the cafeteria crying, so he supposed he was paying her back one. Now, nobody could mistake her for boy, that was for sure.
. . .
High school parties were not Percy's thing. They consisted of lame music, snobby rich kids snorting cocaine, and normally resulted in vomit and the cops before midnight.
He didn't know why they even had them. He supposed it was because most high schoolers couldn't get into clubs or bars. Clearly, they never stepped foot into one. New York was crawling with bars, and once you go there, high school parties are a joke.
Percy got into the bars he preferred with no problem. Their band had played at a good amount of places, so he knew most of the bouncers and bartenders. If he wanted a good time, he could have a good time.
So going to a high school party at nine at night made him feel fucking stupid. Leo and Jason practically had to drag him there. The only consolation was that Nico probably hated this even more than Percy did, judging by the permanent scowl pressed onto his face.
Leo knocked on the door, waited a half a second, and walked inside yelling, "What's up my hoes!?"
"And he wonders why he doesn't have a girlfriend?" Nico muttered. Percy snorted in agreement. That drew the shorter boy's attention. "Hey, don't forget why we're here. It's notto get drunk. It's-,"
"I know," Percy coughed as they slowly followed Leo inside. "Woo her. If she's drunk enough, mention the competition. If not, 'make her see the real me' and all that bullshit. Then, leave and go have some actually fun. Problem is, buddy, I need to not look like a sober creep. And you should do the same."
With that, Percy grabbed two beers from a nearby counter. "The party's on the roof," Jason said, which was an obvious statement. They could see the chandeliers shaking as they spoke. "Gods, they need better music. All they ever play is rap."
"You come to these things a lot?" Percy questioned with a rye smile. Red tinted under Jason's eyes as he hurried ahead. Percy knew he went to the most high school parties out of all of them. Jason's primary reason for that was to see Piper McClean, one of the hottest girls in school. She was a little young for Percy's tastes. Sure, she was in the same grade, but she just seemed too mellow and cynical for his tastes. Most of the parties, this one included, were held by her at penthouse. Either way, most of the parties, this one included, were held by her at penthouse.
By the time they got to Leo, he was arguing with two girls by the make-shift DJ system. Upon closer inspection, they were the two girls Percy and Jason were looking for.
"Would you look at that? Perfect opportunity for the both of us!" Percy exclaimed as he clamped Jason on the back, steering him toward the girls.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" Nico groaned, wincing as somebody stumbled into him. Percy paused, glancing around for somebody he recognized.
"Solace," Percy found the curly blonde haired guy luckily. He was a junior, like Nico, and Percy was decently sure they had a class together.
"Percy? Since when did you come to these things?" Will asked, arms crossing against his chest. For whatever reason, he seemed slightly less excited to see him than he was with anyone else. Will Solace was the nicest person you could find. He used to be very enthusiastic to see Percy until a few months ago. Since then, his greetings were...off. It didn't bother Percy much, but it made him curious.
"Ver,y very rarely, and only by force," he snorted. "Jason and Leo dragged me here, but there's one more person who you'll be even more shocked to see they dragged here, too."
Will's eyes widened in alarm. "Nico?"
Percy frowned. "Wow, I didn't expect you to guess him." Will's face was a little rosy, most likely from the drink in his hand. "Do me a favor? Get some drinks in him so he doesn't try to kill us for bringing him here. Fuck, introduce him to some guys while you're at it. Hades knows he needs to get laid."
"G-guys?" Will stuttered, face growing redder by the second. Will looked behind Percy, where he'd left Nico, and gulped. "You got it. I'm his fun buddy."
Percy scrunched his face in disgust. "Don't ever say that again. And don't make me regret asking you to do this."
"I won't. Promise."
Percy turned back to Jason, who was glaring at him harshly. "Ready? Oh what now?"
Jason crosses his arms. "You know he's had a thing for Will for a while now, right?"
"No," Percy frowned. "Since when?"
"He won't admit it," Jason shrugged. "But he always talks about how annoyingly smart he is, yet he's never told him to fuck off before, which is what he'd normally do."
Percy's frown only increased. "That's it? Dude, you overthink things like a girl sometimes."
"I'm being serious!"
"Let's just go," Percy groaned, pushing him back toward Leo. He really was not excited to do this. Talking to sober Annabeth was one thing, but he couldn't imagine how much more of a bitch she was with a few drinks in her. As they got closer, he could recognize her swaying a bit despite not actively walking anywhere.
"Ah, see, they'll back me up! This music sucks ass, right?" Leo exclaimed. Piper and Annabeth looked at the two tiredly, as if Leo had begged them to stay there as long as it took for his back up to come in. Percy sent the girls a dazzling smile.
"Yes, girls. I have to agree. This music makes my ears bleed," Percy said, casually leaning against the wall Annabeth was leaning on.
"Please, like you could do any better," Annabeth scoffed, not sounding terribly drunk, though she definitely had the beginning of slurred speech. Her eyes were darker than normal under the moonlight as she gazed smugly into Percy's eyes, as if she already knew she'd win this battle. Percy would simply have to prove her wrong.
"Uh, Annabeth," Piper chuckled warmly. "They're in a band."
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "And have you heard them, Piper? Anyone can be in a band."
Piper glanced at Jason with a mid mischievous grin. "Yeah. Jason showed me a video once. You have a nice voice, Percy."
"Thanks, Beauty Queen."
Piper's smile fell. "I regret complimenting you."
Percy shrugged. "Happens a lot."
"Alright then," Annabeth said, a challenge in her eyes as she glanced around the room. "Sing for us."
Percy smirked. "Where's your guitar, Wise Girl?"
Annabeth looked to Piper expectantly. She and Jason had been watching the encounter with hesitation, and now they were dragged into it.
"Go help Piper find me a good one, Sparky," Percy didn't look away from Annabeth's gaze. It was more serious than he'd ever seen. "She wants me to rock her world."
"Uh...that's not what she said," Piper said.
"No, no. Let him. I want to see what he's got," Annabeth continued. Her eyes licked down his body, analyzing him for weaknesses. He preferred to think of it as simply she checking him out, though he wasn't certain she ever did that. Annabeth Chase went out with one person her sophomore year and nobody after that. Luke Castellan May forever go down in history as the man that shaped Annabeth Chase into the badass bitch of the school. She went from being the meek, cute girl who studied a lot to the hot blonde in heels that could mentally make you feel like you had the IQ of a turtle.
"I've got plenty of talents, sweetheart. Which one are you in search of?" Percy said with a wink. His heart felt full as blood rushed into her cheeks. Her glittery eyes fluttered as she looked at her feet momentarily before meeting his gaze again with a flustered smile
"You're bad, Jackson," she laughed nervously. To his satisfaction, he realized he'd just taken her off guard. She didn't know what to do. That never happened to him. "You're very bad."
"Badass maybe," he shrugged. "Alright, Princess, any requests?"
"Yeah," she smirked, standing on her toes as she pressed against him to whisper in his ear. "I want a Percy Jackson original."
Percy clenched his jaw as she slowly moved back to the wall, a big ass smirk on her lips as if she knew what affect she had over men. Well, Percy was sure she did.
"That may cost you," Percy looked at her out of the corner of his eyes. Annabeth glanced over his shoulder and jumped excitedly.
"For you, Jackson? Anything," she said, voice laced with false endearment. "Show me what you've got, Seaweed Brain," she cheered, slinging an arm around his waist and ushering him forward to meet Jason, who had Piper on his back in a piggy back ride.
"How's this, Percy?" Piper chirped, dangling an electric guitar from her free hand. Jason was supporting her with two hands under her thighs. He wasn't even pretending to be out of breath.
"Perfect. Thanks, Pipes," Percy grinned, stepping close and kissing her cheek. She frowned, leaning back with a look of disgust.
"Do not call me Pipes."
"Why not? Jason does."
"And you're not Jason!" Piper huffed.
"Aw. I feel special," Jason said as he smiled back at her cheekily.
"Yeah. I bet you're feeling a lot right now," Percy winked dirtily, and Annabeth slapped the back of his head harder than even Piper would have.
"Stop stalling, perv."
Percy relented as Jason flipped him off. Annabeth pointed him in the direction of the speakers. He took his time hooking up the guitar, trying to figure out which song to sing. Meanwhile, Annabeth had taken it upon herself to sit on the large speaker next to which he'd be singing.
"Better make this one good."
He didn't know where this flirty side of her came from. Percy came here expecting to have to struggle to get a decent length conversation with her. He expected to have to get Leo to make her spill beer on his 'nice' shirt in order to make her feel guilty enough to put them into the competition. Sure, she was tipsy, but that did not explain the lack of hatred in her heart.
"Well, I play a bass guitar, so it may be a little off. You'll have to catch us live sometime to get the real show."
Annabeth leaned forward, swinging her feet lazily. With each swing, her heels came dangerously close to damaging the speaker. "If I come, will I get the VIP treatment?"
Annabeth looked at him with wide, grey doe eyes, biting her lip as she crossed her legs in that short red dress that hugged her curves impossibly well. Her long legs dangled from the speaker like, leading their way towards her core, and in that second, Percy wanted nothing more than to have her. She'd always been drop dead gorgeous, strikingly so in a way that scared him at times, but she'd always been such a painful know it all, Percy never wanted to mess with all that. But here she was, throwing herself at him. There was a strong possibility she was just leading him on for laughs, but he'd play along as far as she'd let him if that was the case. Of course, he couldn't let her simply win without a little trouble.
"Maybe if you're extra nice to me I'll consider it."
Annabeth sipped at her cup with a smirk. Then, Percy turned on the microphone. Nobody paid him much attention until the regular music cut off. Originally, he wanted to go all out metal on these high school losers. However, he didn't have a bass guitar, and he didn't want to scare the drunks into jumping off the roof. So he decided to play a song by Hollywood Undead. After all, even douche bags can respect Everywhere I Go. It was a proven fact.
(song: Everywhere I Go by Hollywood Undeed. Check it out! I love it, but I do not own it)
Everywhere I go
Annie always know
That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch)
Everywhere I go
Annie always know
That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show
Wake up
Grab beer
Grab rear
Shave beard
Put on some scene gear
Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up
Break up, with my girlfriend so I can bang sluts
I'm undead
Unfed
Been sleeping on, bunk beds, since 10
So if I don't booze it
I'm gonna lose it
Everybody get to it
Do it
Get ruined.
Percy went into a guitar solo, turned around to meet eyes with Annabeth, who was glaring with fury and desire written in her eyes. He chuckled, sending her a kiss and a wink. Then, he went back in, singing from deep in his chest, feeling the grit in his voice make the girls' eyes pop. When the final chorus came along, he waved Leo, Jason, and Nico toward him. Leo and Jason came without a struggle, even though Piper did her best to entice Jason to stay by 'subtly' leaning over to show off her boobs. Nico, on the other hand, surprised him by eagerly coming forward. Will pushed his way to the front of the small crowd of people who didn't boo Percy for his taste in music and began cheering. Nico's eyes were glazed, and he started singing way before the other three were ready, but they jumped in and finished it off smoothly.
Lets get this party started
Lets keep them 40s poppin'
So just get buzzed and stay fucked up
We'll keep them panties droppin'
Lets get this party started
Lets keep them 40s poppin'
So just get buzzed and stay fucked up
We'll keep them panties droppin'
Everywhere I go
Bitches always know
That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch)
Everywhere I go
Bitches always know
That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show
The highschoolers surprised Percy by all cheering them on. Some even wanted an encore, though most of them were girls.
Suddenly, Will rushed up to them, hugging both Nico and Leo. "You guys are awesome. Totally badass and hot as fuck."
"Did he just say hot as fuck?" Leo asked skeptically. "You think Calypso thinks that too?" Will faltered, but it was too late. Leo grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him to face him. "Do you?"
"Uh...well, I bet so?" Will scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and looked toward Nico for help. "I kinda meant that more towards Nico but didn't want to make it obvious...and now I just did, so that's that." He flashed a cheery grin. "Oh, no offense to you all. I mean, you're great, but it's just - um, like - well, Nico is just so - I should really stop now, shouldn't I?"
"Yeah," Jason nodded grimly. "You really should."
"And we thought Nico could ramble when he's nervous," Percy snorted.
"Nah, he rants when he's nervous. And then cusses is out even if we have nothing to do with it," Leo summed up. Jason agreed with a warm smile.
Meanwhile, Nico was frowning at Will, as if he was a puzzle he just couldn't figure out. His face was flushed, though it was hard to tell if it was because he was drunk or embarrassed. Percy decided to push Nico into Will to find out, and he was definitely drunk because Will had to support a lot of his weight, but also, Nico continued standing impossibly close to Will.
Percy stepped closer to Will and said, "If you want to make a move on him, you should probably go into another room. He's not out completely yet."
"Hey!" Nico hissed. "Shut it, Jackson."
Then, Nico did the unthinkable. He turned, stood in front of Will, and pulled his lips down onto his own.
Leo let out a loud cat call, and then everyone was cheering for the two boys making out heatedly in front of most of their high school.
"That's just adorable," Annabeth sighed as she came by with a drink for Percy. "So do my bar tending abilities make up for the song?"
Percy took a curious swig of the drink and felt fire burning down his throat. "That's pure vodka!"
"I know!"
"A little warning would have been nice!"
"Yeah, I'm not that nice, though."
"That makes two of us then," Percy grinned. "So I know what your payment is going to be."
"Payment? That wasn't an original song!" Annabeth scoffed, jetting her hip out with attitude. Gods, her heels and those legs made his head spin. "And I didn't miss you replacing the word bitch with my name. Or rather, the name you think is okay to call me. I think I deserve payment for that."
Percy waved a hand dismissively. He stepped forward and spoke against her ear. "That's your VVIP package deal."
"VVIP? Tell me that doesn't stand for what I think it does," Annabeth chuckled, stepped closer so he could almost feel her chest against his.
"Very Very Important Person," Percy grinned. "It includes one song, personally written, performed in front of you alone."
Annabeth leaned back so she could see his face now, but her hands played with the silver chain he wore. "Is that so? Tonight?"
"Someone's a little tipsy. Can't have that," Percy tugged on one of her curls. "Let me ask you something, Wise Girl."
"Anything, Seaweed Brain," she pressed her lips together in an expectant smile.
"You're not trying to defile me are you? Because I'll have you know, I will not stand to be taken advantage of. That is just -,"
"Oh my fucking gods," Annabeth fell into him in a fit of laughter, hands clasping behind his neck as she looked at him with a fit of giggles. "You're horrible."
"I am."
"I like that." She decided, eyes running down his chest. Then, her hand found his and moved it from the previous position on the small of her back down to her plump ass. "But yes. I am trying to defile you for reasons...so unclear to me right now but I had them when I was sober."
That made him raise an eyebrow. Percy has been certain sober Annabeth hated him as much as he hated her. Now, however, he had trouble bringing up those feelings of resentment. She was too gorgeous and flirtatious and, to his annoyance, smart to hate.
"Can't wait for sober Annabeth to explain it tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow. My request can be made here, but I have a feeling your request won't be able to be accomplished in public while you're drunk," Percy reasoned, giving her ass one final squeeze because it felt amazing to have in his hands. "Come to my house around eight at night."
Annabeth flushed hotly, smacking his chest with annoyance. "You're implying I'm some whore, aren't you?"
Percy grinned. "Nah. I'm implying that if your request happens to involve certain activities, I wouldn't be opposed." He winked, causing her to stumble and grab at her chest. Gods, he loved seeing her
flustered. "If it doesn't, then you just get to hear my music with real equipment."
Annabeth considered his offer. "So I go over there. You play me a song. You ask me whatever it is you want for playing. And then I get to ask another thing of you? You're not a great negotiator, Jackson."
He chuckled warmly and stepped close again. "That's the point, Chase." Then, he pressed his lips to her cheek. "See you!"
Just like that, he made his way to the stairs. In the house, he quickly found Nico making out with Will on the couch, which he quickly solved by plucking him up and bracing him against the wall. "We're headed out now. Call him tomorrow, Solace. You're both too drunk for this."
"I am not!" Will blurted and jumped to his feet, to which is efficiently fell face forward back onto the couch. "Okay. Maybe."
"Percy, you leaving dude?" Jason asked. At his side was Piper, who was looking between Nico and Will suspiciously.
"Yeah."
"Something happen?" Jason asked, trying to keep the conversation neutral. It wasn't like it was the end of the world if the girls knew what he'd been there to accomplish, but it would make his job much easier if they didn't find out.
"Nah. I need real music and real liquor. You coming?"
"Jason," Piper whined, tugging on the undone buttons at the top of his shirt while giving him puppy dog eyes. "Don't leave."
Jason looked up with that easy going smile and said, "Nah. I'm staying with Pipes. Don't even try to find Leo. He was doing a great job at annoying Calypso while she tried to play beer bong."
Percy grinned mischievously. "Hell yeah. Get some, Grace."
"You're such an ass," Piper threw an empty cup at him, but it didn't even come close to him and his rag doll. "You're a horrible friend to taking Nico out, too! He's gone!"
"Neeks? Is he okay?" Will piped up from the couch. "Oh. Woah. That doesn't feel good."
Percy glared. He couldn't stand people trying to tell him what to do. It was the main reason he normally hated Annabeth. Tonight, she'd been different, though he unfortunately knew it was because of the alcohol.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Beauty Queen. Might want to get Solace a bucket before he ruins your couch."
"I s-ssecond thaa..." Will's head lolled to the side, mouth aimed at the floor. Percy winced and hurried toward the elevator. If there was any chance of getting Nico laid this week, it'd be much higher if Nico didn't witness Will puking.
Then, Percy supported Nico with a hand around his waist as they walked the eight blocks home. Once Nico was asleep on the couch, Percy kissed his mother goodnight before she left for work and hopped in the shower before heading to bed.
A/N: please let me know your thoughts! I love hearing them! let me know if I should continue this!